I Accidentally Shared A Body Connection With The Alpha

I followed Alpha Jason into his pack castle.

I took in the grand throne, its golden carvings almost sparkling under the lights, the fireplace adorned with gemstones, and the chandelier that looked like it could blind you if you stared too long.

The walls? Covered in priceless art. Every inch of this place screamed wealth, as if history itself had decided to set up shop here.

Jason casually waved a hand at me. "This is my person. Show her respect, got it?"

The pack members froze. Their eyes darted between each other-confusion, surprise, then realization.

"Hello, Sister-in-law!" they chorused.

"You're the first woman our boss brought back," one of them added, grinning like he'd just witnessed the most dramatic soap opera plot twist.

Jason's face hardened instantly. "She's not your sister-in-law. Don't get any ideas."

The underlings blinked in shock.

"Then whose wife is she?" one stammered.

"Boss, this is kind of shady-bringing another man's wife into the den. It's... immoral," another dared to add.

Jason chuckled darkly, his voice like a rumbling thunderstorm. "It's immoral? You want to lecture me on morality?"

The pack quickly backpedaled. "Alpha's laughing-this is a good sign, right?"

I spent my days in luxury-sleeping, eating, lounging around, checking my bank balance to make sure that money from Jason hit. Meanwhile, Jason was constantly out leading the pack on missions or whatever, with little time to actually pay me any attention.

"Just don't mess anything up," he told me one day. "Be a good mascot. Look pretty. Don't be a hassle."

I gave him my best, "No problem, Alpha!" smile.

So there I was, living the dream. No more slaving away at a desk, no more looking at my pitiful paycheck. I was wealthy, free, and just... existing. It was like everything was finally perfect.

Until one fateful morning.

A sudden, warm sensation caught me off guard.

My period had decided to make a dramatic entrance, and of course, I had forgotten to stock up on supplies.

Frantically, I tore through my bag. Two emergency pads. That's it.

Okay, I could work with that.

I slipped one in, figuring I'd go shopping later. I started to pull my pants up when-bang!-a knock echoed through the door.

Opening it, there stood Alpha Jason, looking like he had just crawled out of bed. His hair was a mess, his shirt wrinkled, and his collar-completely askew.

But then he just stood there, staring at me.

Just... staring.

I ran through the list of things I had or hadn't done lately. Was there something wrong?

"Alpha," I stammered, "What's going on? I haven't cried, I haven't screamed, I haven't rubbed myself raw, I swear!"

Jason blinked, his brow furrowing. "Kamelia... are you on your period?"

My jaw nearly hit the floor. "You can feel that?"

He nodded seriously, then awkwardly stuck out his hand. "Got any pads left? Can I borrow one?"

"."

Okay, I was really confused now. "Shouldn't you... you know... not need one?"

I mean, we were built differently.

Jason sighed in the most dramatic way. "I don't need one. But I feel... exposed. Vulnerable. Like I'm naked. Like I'm questioning if I'm a man or a wolf or some weird hybrid."

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And then I handed him the last pad.

He took it, looked at me with a deep sigh, "Thanks, Kamelia. "